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Saturday, November 17, 2007 10:20 AM

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i just could say,

things have changed.
it has changed too fast, that i keep up with the pace.

or i could say, i've changed, nothing elses changed.
so it hard for me to be back to the original pace.

near to break down.
in fact, i've broke down.

i got a feeling, history is gonna repeat itself.
the more i don't want it to happen,
the feeling is even stronger.

it just dampened me.

everything of this, just makes me so useless.
so stupid.
just fuck it
'cos i can't change the bloody fucking cold reality.

those thinking just cant get out of my mind.

~~FUCK.~~

1thing2do3words4you.

lady

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cindyyy

ctss
tp. htm. bsc.

try bribing her with
ice cream! (:

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